..i was constructed from sweet wrappers on the cusp of a bovril box..a train went past our window and i fell in... the conception was complete....

apart from that i cut things up for a living ,i burn myself alot!! and eat ,exercise and converse too frequent .

on the other side of my rusty tuppence i also aprtake in the narcissism that is Modelling,Performing,poetry,nonsenseviking re-enactment,painting ,music and general allegaine to a god that i do not really know the name of..but i am sure he has one eye!!..and he keeps staring!!

...going down the plug hole again...if you know me then might understand this..if not then i suggest Golf or cricket or something less suitable.

Also a musicain in london based band Acrostic Codex(ex Anoxia)...

praise ye elders amongst us